Bruised
Looking back sometimes I wonder...
If we knew then what we know now...
Would you still go forward?
In this atmosphere, we are not even, and it's not fair...
We fall many times and breathe stale air.
You wish to rise far and above...
With even me...whom you love?.
It is important that I see your way...
Even when not right, even when thoughts are astray.
You treat me fine, you treat me well...
Until it's time for my prison cell.
Sent into darkness by your hand I go...
The abyss awaits so blackened below.
I'm tossed out, much like trash...
And recovered when you need me in a flash.
No communication, no talks, no compromise...
Except when you see fit to try.
One-sided and uneven, that is what we are...
Through the distance, even by far...
You stand like you own me and dish my pain...
Not caring how the relationship becomes strained.
As long as you get your way...
That's important, wouldn't you say?
As long as I am wrong and you are right...
It doesn't matter the impending slight.
Controlled and guided unwillingly by you...
I have no choice but to wait it through.
You decide when to come around...
And give me my strength to be unbound.
Grinded and twisted my feelings become rage...
That I allow myself to be placed in this cage.
I cry, I beg, I want you to know...
Tossed to the rear my feelings go.
I try, I plead, at least to be heard...
But you always remain distant and unstirred.
My feelings and cries fall to deaf ears...
Your eyes turn away from my tears.
You forget my feelings, my concerns....you forget me...
Until...to my cell you come with the key.
You expect me to be by your side, with belief and trust...
But yet you walk from me in one quick gust.
I have never turned my back, nor turned away...
For you are in my heart to stay.
The same cannot be said for you, my dear...
To the cold unknown...fall my tears.
I don't understand how I stand the strife...
God please....there must be a better life.
As I sit here and stare into the deadness of my mind...
I wonder how we can be so blind...
To say things about caring and love...
And then watch the world crash with a push and a shove.
Love abounds and grows as it flourishes...
Your starvation keeps me unnourished.
It shouldn't be this way as you know...
Two people in love should want to grow.
Not walk or run, not hearing the other...
Uncaring and ignoring, with disgust building we smother.
Have it as you wish my friend...
Sooner or later I won't be here in the end.
I'm slowly getting the message you give unsaid to me...
to "Go away and leave you be..."
One can only try so much to be heard and keep being scorned...
When the light goes out for good, my love...
Don't say you wasn't warned.
